Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 357 Earth 350 Chapter Three

"Sure," Shen Lin nodded, turned around and cut through the void, disappearing in the seventh heaven.

The eighth heaven is different from any previous heaven.

Each of the previous heavens is a small world that is very different from the real world. For example, the first heaven is the Western Paradise where the golden light shines, the second heaven is the world of swords, and the third heaven is the world of poison. .
However, this eighth heaven seems to be no different from the real world, with mountains and waters, flowers and grass, birds and beasts, full of vitality.

Shen Lin strolled in this world, strolling, an oriole sang and landed melodiously on Shen Lin's shoulder.

Shen Lin stretched out her finger and gently touched Huang Li's head.

puff!
As if a bubble burst, the oriole turned into a ball of ink and scattered.

"Huh?" Shen Lin frowned slightly, picked up the ink on his shoulders, and sniffed it, it was just ordinary ink, nothing out of the ordinary.

"Is he guarding this heaven?"

All the Lords of the Three Heavens are the strongest of the human race, even among the Lords of the Ten Heavens, they belong to the upper class.One of them is good at painting.The paintings he makes can be empty and alive, just like real things.During the ancient war, he shook 3000 million ink, and transformed into countless creatures and war pets. The power of one person can reach thousands of troops.

Shen Lin bowed slightly, "Shen Lin is a latecomer from the human race, and asks to meet the Lord of the Three Heavens, the King of Good Fortune."

"Why do you need to be so polite?" The splashed ink gathered quickly, and finally merged into a drop of ink, dripping from Shen Lin's shoulder, and then circled and flew out, drawing strokes one after another in the void, a few strokes , a pretty ink painting appeared in the void.

The person in the painting is a man, wearing a crown of blue clouds on his head, wearing a long robe of stars, holding a yin and yang pen in his hand, handsome and elegant, like a scholar rushing for an exam.

This person is the existence among the human race who has the deepest understanding of the Dao of Good Fortune, the Heavenly King Good Fortune.

"Painting good fortune, painting is good fortune," Tianjun good fortune smiled slightly, shaking the ink with his hands, and outlined an eagle flying to the sky, "Look, how is my eagle drawn?"

Shen Lin smiled slightly: "The objects drawn by Tianjun, from seconds to the top, a feather, a feather, a peck and a claw, are all exactly the same as the real eagle. It moves and flies, the muscles tremble, and the wings swing with the wind. I also have all the insights, so that the pen falls like an eagle, and the younger generation admires it."

"During the last three days, the Destroyer was shattered, and my lord Good Fortune, facing me, you don't need to be nervous, just do whatever you think," Good Fortune Heavenly Lord smiled slightly, looking even gentle and elegant.

"Destruction guards the seventh heaven, and the three-style destruction knife can be called a natural moat. How many human arrogances have gone through all kinds of difficulties to break through to the seventh level, but died under his knife." Good Fortune Tianjun shook his head with a wry smile, "In the past 1000 years, There are only three or five people who can see me, and now it's only been fifty years, so it's quite unusual for two people to break through this level one after another."

Shen Lin knew that the other person should be the Sword Master Linghu Chong, so he said no more: "Senior Good Fortune, may I ask this test, how can this junior be considered broken?"

Good Fortune Tianjun smiled slightly, walked towards Shen Lin, put the god stone sword in Shen Lin's hand back into its sheath, and said with a smile, "You don't need a sword for this level."

"Use your legs to walk in this world, use your eyes to observe the world in the painting I created, and use your heart to find the difference between this world and the real world." Good Fortune Tianjun Weiwei With a smile, "When you find a flaw in the world in this painting, that flaw is the door to promotion.

"Please speak clearly," Shen Lin said.

"Don't say it, don't say it. There is a way in heaven and earth, and it's mysterious and mysterious. It's indescribable and elusive. If you realize it, you'll be enlightened. If you don't understand it, you won't be able to understand it anyway. Ripples suddenly appeared on the originally lifelike face, and a small black vortex appeared from the tip of the nose. Gradually, the whole face, the whole body, were involved in this small vortex, and then turned back into a drop of ink, falling On the ground, it merged with the earth transformed by ink and wash, and disappeared.

Shen Lin frowned slightly. Regarding the three-day trial, Feng Han didn't mention it to him. Obviously, even Feng Han didn't know much about it. Besides, Shen Lin didn't have much research on the way of ink painting, so it was like this It is quite difficult to find the flaws in the painting.

"Let nature take its course?" Shen Lin took a step forward and walked slowly in the world in the painting created by Tianjun Good Fortune.

This is the most difficult level he has ever encountered, because having enemies is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing in the world is invincibility.

No matter how strong the enemy is, as long as the sword in hand is held tightly, there is still room for a fight, but there are no enemies around, so how can we talk about fighting?
Walking in this world of ink and wash, everything around is exactly the same as the real world. Even when Shen Lin gets close to the flowers, he can smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers, but when Shen Lin stretches his hand into the lake, he can feel the fragrance of the water plants. Gentle, you can feel the coldness of the stones at the bottom of the river, and you can even hear the slight sound of the turbulent water.

If Shen Lin hadn't been clear in his heart, he would really have regarded everything around him as real based on his senses alone.

"Where is the problem? The flaw in the world in the painting," Shen Lin muttered to himself, walking in this world.

Gradually, he closed his eyes, no longer letting vision affect his judgment, and relying on his own heart to feel everything around him.

However, all this is in vain. The world of ink painting is not an illusion, but the avenue of good fortune. Even if you close your eyes, everything around you remains unchanged.The flowers are still fragrant, the birds are still singing, and the wind is still touching the skin.

Even though Shen Lin observed with his mind, everything around him was still the same.

"Huh," Shen Lin exhaled lightly, just like that, with his eyes closed, he walked aimlessly between the sky and the earth.

Sometimes he rises up, sits on a side rock, and appreciates the ingenuity of the Sacred Heart Jue. Sometimes he holds the long sword in his hand, swings it casually, and is promoted to the realm of the heavenly sword. , is quite advanced.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that Shen Lin was no longer obsessed with finding the flaws in the world in the painting.

"Huh!" Shen Lin slowly opened his eyes and looked straight ahead.

In the direction of Shen Lin's long sword, a huge boulder was shattered into pieces.

"No," Shen Lin's eyes flickered, "I think I found a flaw."

Shen Lin pointed at the sword, and the light of the sword suddenly appeared. In an instant, several trees and stones were cut off.

"Sure enough," Shen Lin's eyes lit up, "everything has spirituality, every plant and every tree is unique and has infinite possibilities. Theoretically speaking, everything is irreplaceable, and there are no two complete pieces in the world." There are no two identical leaves, nor are there two identical stones."

God of Creation slowly appeared in front of Shen Lin, with a smile on his face: "You have realized it. That's right, all the creatures of good fortune here have a variety of shapes, and even have a taste, but in the final analysis, they are all just me. Condensed by the power of the law, the leaves, stones and other items here, no matter how realistic the expression is, they are not as natural as the real world, and no matter how vibrant the birds, beasts, insects and fish are, they are not like the real world, full of endless things. possible."

(End of this chapter)